"Let's get started. I'm in a hurry."

With a casual glance at Du Jie and the others, Du Fei spoke nonchalantly. The disdain in his eyes was clear and unmistakable.

Such an indifferent look ignited anger in the hearts of Du Jie and the rest.

"Du Fei, you can be arrogant now, but once the Clan Contest is over, you'll be like dog sh*t on the ground, and anyone can step on you! Rest assured, when that time comes, I'll make it a point to step on you every day!" Covering his face that was swollen like a pig's head, Du Jie sneered and suddenly waved his hand, shouting, "Attack!"

Immediately, the four of them, including Du Jie, charged at Du Fei.

Below the seventh level of body forging, no one could cultivate martial techniques. It all depended on physical prowess and one's understanding of the Body-forging Fist.

"Ghost Shadow Leg!"

"Mountain Splitting Fist!"

"Hundred Step Palm!"

"Dominating Step!"

Watching the four quickly close in on him, Du Fei didn't dodge. Instead, he smiled faintly, silently lamenting, "Not bad, they all have the strength of the fifth level of body forging."

Seeing that Du Fei didn't move even when surrounded, a sinister look flashed in Du Jie's eyes.

"Du Fei! Today, I'll make sure you lose everything!"

......

"That's all you got?"

As the four drew closer, Du Fei let out a soft sigh. Then, his foot slid back half a step, and at the same time, his right hand lightly tapped to the side...

"Smack-"

His palm perfectly blocked the leading man's punch. At the same time, Du Fei's formidable true breath invaded the man's body, causing him to spurt blood from his mouth. But Du Fei didn't stop there. He twisted his right hand again and used the person's body as a weapon, swinging it around at the others!

"Plop—Plop—Plop—"

The sounds of blood spraying from their mouths continued one after another. Even Du Jie, who was among the four people, was forced to retreat as blood spewed from his mouth. After a few steps backward, their legs gave in and they all fell to the ground, their faces as pale as paper.

Everyone fell into immediate silence!

With just one move, all four of them were defeated! What just happened?

Despite his actions, Du Fei didn't display any hint of arrogance. He just smiled faintly and cast a peculiar gaze on Du Qing. "Young Master Du Qing, it seems that your so-called test was somewhat simple, isn't it?"

"Body-forging, seventh level..."

After taking a slight breath of cool air, Du Qing's expression finally turned serious. After a moment, he hesitated slightly and slowly uttered a few words...

Only someone at the seventh level of body-forging could defeat four individuals at the fifth level so swiftly! Even if Du Qing was unwilling, he had to believe in this unfathomable turn of events.

Instantly, the entire crowd was in an uproar!

The members of the Du Family and even the people of Buyue City had heard a thing or two about Du Fei. Naturally, they also knew that just three months ago, his strength was merely at the fourth level of body-forging!

However, the strength he displayed at this moment commanded everyone's attention!

Advancing three levels in three months?

This was something almost no one believed!

Silence! The whole place was filled with an eerie and dead silence. At this moment, every person's expression was of extreme shock, to the point where they even forgot to breathe!

"The Du Family has produced another prodigy!" In the VIP seats, many people gasped and couldn't help but murmur to themselves.

"Bang!"

On the VIP seats, Du Zhentian crushed the armrest of his chair with a thunderous grip. However, he seemed as if he was oblivious to it.

"The seventh level of body-forging at fifteen years old! The ancestors of the Du Family are truly blessed!" Gazing at the young boy with a calm expression on the stage, Du Zhentian felt like he saw a familiar beloved figure from the past, "Tian'er, he is truly your son! He is truly my grandson!"

The three Senior Elders seated around Du Zhentian were equally shocked, their faces frozen. Such an astonishing speed of cultivation...

If this individual was a renowned prodigy, it might have made sense. However, he was known to be a useless member of the Du Family! How could he suddenly transform into a prodigy in the blink of an eye?

"Could it be that Du Tian has been hiding his abilities all this time? Did he intentionally make the family believe that his son was a useless piece of trash who couldn't cultivate his martial arts, all for today's reveal?" This thought simultaneously crossed the minds of the three Senior Elders, because it seemed to be the only possible explanation!

Even so, for him to reach the seventh level of body-forging at fifteen years old, he must be a stellar prodigy!

.........

"Clang—"

The teacup in Du Xuanfeng's hand fell to the ground. After a moment, he slightly smacked his lips, saying, "He is truly Du Fei's son. This terrifying talent for cultivation talent is exactly like his. Qian'er, the husband I chose for you isn't too bad, right? He's at least worthy of you, right?"

"More or less!" Du Qian responded indifferently, her tone devoid of any astonishment, as if it was expected.

Du Xuanfeng was well aware of his exceptional daughter's temperament. Upon hearing her response, he could only smile wryly and shake his head. This girl's character...

When did the young master become so formidable? Little Ai also looked amazed, but after a moment, her astonishment turned into joy. Perhaps among the people present, she was the only one genuinely happy for Du Fei.

On the other side.

"Brother Du, Young Master Du Fei's cultivation talent is probably not much different from yours! It looks like your Du Family is about to produce another extraordinary talent!" Gongsun Hong covered her slightly open delicate red lips with her hand due to her astonishment. After a moment, she expressed her surprise and amazement.

"This guy, he hid his talents very well..." Hearing this, Du Han didn't deny it, but simply responded in a calm tone.

"Three months, advancing three levels... this speed..." Lian Zhen gritted his teeth slightly, a trace of fear crossing his heart.

"If he's achieved so much in three months, what if we gave him a year? Wouldn't he..."

With this thought, Lian Zhen involuntarily shivered slightly. A moment later, a fierce murderous intent flashed through his mind.

This child must not be left alive! If not eliminated, he would surely become a great disaster for the Lian Family in the future!

On the arena.

Du Fei's eyes, which seemed to be filled with a faint smile, still fell on Du Qing. After he came to his senses, Du Fei chuckled, saying, "So, I wonder what kind of test Young Master Du Qing has prepared next? However, it might be best if you don't personally participate. If you lose your identity as an inner disciple, everything you have will be mine!"

You... Although he was extremely surprised, Du Qing still had some self-restraint. He naturally understood that if he were to fight with Du Fei here, it would only benefit others. After cursing silently in his heart, Du Qing's expression gradually returned to normal. He then coldly said, "There's no point in bragging right now. We'll see the results after the fight later."

"Is that so?" Du Fei said with a faint smile, "If Young Master Du Qing intends to fight later, then please clear the arena. If you don't take action, I'll step up!"

Du Qing's expression changed slightly, and after a moment, he reluctantly moved his figure with gritted teeth, driving away all the unnecessary people from the arena. With that, the first round of the Clan Contest ended with sixteen people advancing!

"The first round of the Clan Contest is over! Those remaining on the stage are the winners of this round and will also become inner disciples of the Du Family! The second round of the Clan Contest will begin soon! The top performer of the second round will become the ninth core disciple of the Du Family!"

After being momentarily stunned by the scene on the stage, Du Xuanfeng finally stood up and announced with a slightly hesitant tone.

Despite Du Xuanfeng's declaration, the attention of the VIP guests and the members of the Du Family was mainly focused on Du Fei and Du Qing.

While Du Qing's ascension to the status of core disciple was very certain, Du Fei had suddenly emerged as the dark horse. Under the radiance of these two, the others seemed pale in comparison.

"Cough—"

After a slight cough, Du Xuanfeng brought everyone's attention back to himself. He then slightly swung his hand, and eight bamboo sticks flew out with his movement, randomly inserting them into the arena, trembling slightly.

"The second round begins. Same old rules! Those who draw matching bamboo sticks will face off against each other! Those who fail to draw or choose to forfeit, leave the arena. Let's begin!"

Upon hearing this, among the sixteen remaining participants on the stage, a few hesitated for a moment before jumping down. They had the self-awareness to know that even if they stayed, they wouldn't be able to compete with Du Fei and Du Qing, so they preferred to opt out.

However, the others thought of taking advantage of the situation. When two strong contenders clashed, it often meant opportunities for those on the sidelines.

Unfortunately, this time, neither Du Fei nor Du Qing had the same kind of conflict as before. Both casually picked the bamboo sticks closest to them, and no one dared to challenge them.

After a small skirmish among the remaining individuals, the participants for the second round of the Clan Contest were selected.

"We'll start with number one. The rest can leave the stage!" Du Xuanfeng clapped his hands and spoke indifferently when the eight participants were selected.

Du Fei glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand and smiled faintly, then shifted his gaze to Du Qing, "If you're also number one, we can begin."

"Unfortunately, I'm not," Du Qing sneered. "It's too early for you to compete with me... I'll be waiting for you in the later rounds!"

Hearing this, Du Fei didn't say much. He just smiled and shook his head, his expression being incredibly calm.

But it was precisely this calmness that ignited the anger in Du Qing's heart. He snorted and jumped down from the stage.